This past weekend I was pacing traffic in the middle of the highway. All of a sudden I had a V6 Mustang line up to me on the freeway and started revving and trying to mess with me. It contained what appeared to be two frat bros. Normally I do not care about these things, but he was blocking me from entering the passing left lane and I was on a schedule. I quickly weaved around the car in front of me using the far right lane and got back into the middle lane. Geared down to 5th and left him in the dust. He eventually caught back up to me but he learned real quick I was not going to let him pass. I stayed in the middle lane until he approached another slow car in the passing lane. I proceeded to box him in not allowing him to change into the center lane for about 2 miles essentially giving him a taste of his own medicine. Afterwards he slowed down to speed limit, got behind me, and I never saw the mustang again.
I'm boosted by the way
